Novel & Cerita Kissing Academy

She said, a little louder than her typical self. I paused. I’ve not been to Guts Island before, so I know nothing about the so-called Xavier Party. “Xavier party?”. I posed, hoping she would discern the confusion in my voice. “Yes, it’s a vagina party held in Xavier Le Premiere square, once every year. I’m buying tickets for you and I”. she said. “Okay”. I said, not minding that it was worth haggling over. Vagina parties are weird parties, because during such parties, the bathrooms were frequently raided by dicks that had found pussies to punch.

All I wanted was to drink his champagne kisses. Dean's hands flew all over me, touching me in places I hadn't been touched in quite a while. I felt the lust coursing through his body as he tugged at my shirt, and I wanted more. I wanted it so badly that I found myself jumping up and wrapping my legs around him before he even had the chance to remove my shirt. His hands grabbed me around the waist and held me up as we passionately kissed each other. My fingers went to the bottom of his ripped t-shirt, pulling it over his head.

Even through the blurring tears and the shifting lights, I could discern the chiseled perfection of his jawline, the predatory gleam in his dark, evil eyes. Then, he pulled me into a deep, consuming kiss. He suckled my lower lip, a possessive tug, then bit down lightly, a sharp sting that made me gasp. He seized the opportunity, plunging his tongue into my mouth, exploring every heated crevice. His kiss was a force of nature, deep and overwhelming, brimming with domination and raw power, stealing my breath, leaving me struggling for air. Yet, he showed no intention of releasing me anytime soon. He gently wiped the tears from my eyes, his touch surprisingly tender, and cupped my face. His fin

“I don’t like him romantically. I am only asking about him because he’s my rival now.” “Okay. If that’s the case, I understand,” he said as he saw his friends waving at the large door of the mansion. He stood up from the bench. “I have to go now, sir.” “Just call me Jake,” the professor said it to him. He looked at him, confused. “Why?” “I just want to. You call Xurden with just his name when he’s older than you. Right?” “Yes.” “You can do that to me as well. Of course, you can only call me by my name when we’re not in school.”

Alec chuckled, releasing his hold on me and standing from the bed. I took his out stretched hand and sighed blissfully as I was swept into his embrace. His lips found mine feverishly, his tongue delving in to stroke my own. He tasted of mint and fresh water, his scent purely male and equally intoxicating. My head swam as his teeth grazed over the plumpness of my lower lip. I was still somewhat dazed when Kade took his turn, wrapping those thick arms around my body tightly. I was enveloped in his warmth and devoured by those plush lips. Where Alec met my nibbles and licks, Kade took complete control. He battled my tongue for dominance and won every time. Kissing them was like drowning, though

Their lips met in a fiery kiss, igniting a flame that could not be quenched. As they moved together in a dance of desire, he knew that he was lost in the depths of their love. A soft growl escaped Ackerly's lips as he continued to ravish his lover with passionate kisses. Killan agreed. His hand reached out to grasp Ackerly, fingers curling around the smooth surface. He threw him into his embrace. Ackerly straddled his lap, their lips meeting in a ravenous kiss. The dominant Alpha was claiming his mate, mounting him with a possessive hunger. Ackerly's diminutive stature was no match for Killan's impressive size, causing him to feel weightless as the Alpha effortlessly lifted him.

The livestream equipment was quickly set up, and as I took in the chaotic scene in front of me, I quickly understood exactly what he was planning. Lycanshire University would only accept one top student from each pack. Clearly, Mr. Knightley wanted to broadcast his daughter's glorious moment live to all the werewolves in the pack. After all, in our small pack, getting into Lycanshire University was a major achievement worth flaunting. Mr. Knightley's sudden arrival cut off our awkward conversation. When it was finally time to check the emails, every journalist's camera was focused on Cora's computer. "It's said that Cora's grades are good enough for Lycanshire University," one reporter said

After breakfast, opening ceremonies for the academy took place in the grand ballroom. Since the academy only officially existed for a few years, there were fifty-five students in varying classes. All of them came from the human realm, and they all possessed at least one of the seven magics. Two students could change into werewolves, and one was a werecat. There were three vampires and a plethora of witches. There were also several varieties of other magical creatures, including a half-troll, and a few half-elves.

I just nodded. "I'm Atacia. Atacia Montreal. Queen of Heather Academy and assistant leader of the Alpha Team. Nice to meet you, Prince Adrian." I said and reached out my hand to shake hands. He took it but instead of shaking it, he brought it close to his lips and kissed it. I was surprised so I walked a little slower. When he saw my reaction, he slowly let go of my hand and scratched his neck. "Uhm sorry. It's a tradition. If we met a woman you need to, you know, kiss the back of her hand." He explained and shyly looked at me. I smiled because I saw that his ear was red.

A few of them looked at me quickly, then looked away like I had done something embarrassing. Okay that was weird. “Did I miss something?” I asked again. Before anyone could answer, someone walked up to me. It was Alex. One of my friends from the LGBTQ group at school. Alex crossed their arms and looked at me carefully. “You seriously don’t know?” they asked. I blinked. “Know what?” Alex sighed. “Okay so apparently everyone thinks Charlotte kissed you last night and apparently everybody is angry on Maya's behalf” My brain froze. “What?” “Yeah,” Alex continued. “There’s a video going around. From that anonymous gossip page.”